Life is like a mountain railway, with an engineer that's braveWe must make the run successful, from the cradle to the grave,Heed the curves and hills and tunnels, never falter never fail,Keep your hand upon the throttle, and your eye upon the rail.

As we roll along the mainline, they'll be storms and they'll be night,They'll be sidetracks unexpected, on the left and on the right,But with the straight always before us, and our hearts upon the prize,They'll be no disembarkation until we reach paradise.